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#Chapter 180: Connections

Agnes I insisted that I was fine and didn’t need any help, but Elijah practically carried me back to the house anyway, causing more than a few passersby to stop and stare at the scene. My face heated, although not from some kind of strange magical warmth this time. Now, I was just embarrassed. “Sit,” he commanded once we reached the kitchen, pointing to a stool at the counter. I perched there obediently while he rushed to the sink, soaking a clean dish towel in cold water before wringing it out and returning to me. “Let me see the damage.” Taking a deep breath, I held out my hands, palms up. Elijah cursed under his breath, and I bit my lip. The skin was already an angry scarlet, with blisters starting to form on my palms. Elijah gently wrapped the cool cloth around my hands, and I hissed at the contact. “Sorry,” he murmured as he worked. “We should probably get you to a doctor.” I shook my head. “There’s no time. The festival starts in a few hours.” I look

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